Authors: Myla Jackson
Kendal wasn't so certain. She wanted to spend every night with Ed. For the rest of her life, starting now.
Turning the shower setting to cold, she rinsed off the body wash, the chil making her nipples pucker nicely. She shoved aside the shower curtain and squealed when she noticed the clock. She had only two minutes to comb her hair and dress. She wanted to beat Lacey to Ed's apartment.
Stil slightly damp, she yanked the denim skirt over her hips and shimmied into the floral, sleeveless cotton blouse, only buttoning the middle three buttons. Barefoot, she raced through the door and teetered at the top of the stairs when Lacey's door opened and she emerged carrying a casserole dish and wearing a form-fitting ribbed knit tank mini dress that wasn't much more than a shirt barely covering her ass.
A burst of rage roared through Kendal .
"Remember, he's mine."
Lacey laughed out loud. "Oh, honey, I know that, and I wouldn't dream of taking him from you. Not that I could. You look absolutely yummy in that outfit. I can see your nipples plain as day. It's perfect." Her brows furrowed. "Where's the dessert?"
"Damn, I forgot." Kendal spun, racing for her apartment, ful y aware Lacey would now arrive at Ed's before she could gather the pudding, whipped cream and cherries. Why did she have to be so forgetful?
Her feet slowed. What was she worried about?
Ed and Lacey wouldn’t start without her...would they?
Kendal grabbed the dessert items and ran for the stairs, almost tripping over the first one. She righted herself and took a deep breath. This was insane. Lacey was her friend. She wouldn't come between them.
Forcing herself to calm, she descended the steps careful y and knocked on Ed's door. As soon as her knuckles hit the wood, her pulse raced and her breathing grew more ragged. Session two of Sex Ed was about to begin.
A ful minute elapsed from the time she knocked before Kendal gave up and twisted the knob.
Lacey's laugh could be heard from Ed's kitchen.
Anger pushed Kendal forward. When she rounded the corner, the sight before her made her want to throw the pudding, whipped cream and jar of cherries right at Ed and Lacey.
Lacey leaned up on tip-toe, reaching for plates in the cabinet, her dress hem rising high enough to expose one naked butt cheek. Ed stood behind her, damned near on top of her, reaching high to gather the plates. The fan over the stove roared over a tray of burned toast.
Neither of them had heard her enter.
Ed reached the plates before Lacey and pul ed them from the cabinet.
Before he could back away, Lacey spun to face him, laughter shining from her face. "I could have gotten them."
"Face it, you're short." He laid the plates on the counter, then swatted Lacey's fanny. "But nice ass."
Lacey laughed and grabbed for the plates.
"Thanks." When she turned toward Kendal , she grinned. "Hey, K. About time you got here. We're hungry and ready to eat."
That wasn't al they were, but Kendal held her tongue, reminding herself Ed thought she wanted to learn about sex to entice another man. She wasn't supposed to be after him. The idea was to make him jealous enough to want her.
Her brows knit. And whose idea had that been?
Lacey's.
And whose idea was it to be a sex dummy for the Sex Ed lessons?
Lacey's.
And who was the patsy here?
Blood pounded in her eyes. Kendal suspected she was being played.
Wel , she didn't plan on letting Lacey have her way with Ed. Friend or no friend, Kendal had plans of her own for the night. And top on her list was to show Ed just how sexy and grown up she'd become, even if it meant jumping over Lacey to get to him.
Lacey loaded a plate with the casserole and handed one to Kendal . She loaded another and handed it to Ed. "You two go on into the living room and get started. I want to make another stab at toast.
Hopeful y, not burning it this time."
Ed grabbed forks from the drawer and nodded at Kendal . "Come on. I'm starving and this smel s good enough to eat. That Lacey is a great cook."
A knot formed in Kendal 's gut. Strike one up for Lacey. Kendal couldn't cook her way out of a pizza box. She stared after Ed as he left the kitchen.
"What are you waiting for? Don't you know food can be very sexy?" Lacey gave her a push.
"Casserole?" Kendal stared at the chicken with gooey cheese sauce on her plate.
"Honey, any kind of food. Go on, get started without me."
"I don't get it."
"Good lord, girl. Use your imagination. Drop some somewhere suggestive."
Kendal carried her plate into the living room and sat on the couch with Ed, her mind spinning around Lacey's suggestion. She lifted a forkful of casserole, a string of cheese stretching from her plate up to her fork. "What are we going to cover tonight in our lesson?" How was she going to make this look sexy? She popped the food in her mouth and chewed.
Ed's hand paused on its way to his mouth. "How about how to make a man hot while on a dinner date?"
For once, they seemed to be on the same page.
Kendal smiled. "Enlighten me."
"Start by licking the cheese off your lips."
His voice rasped in her ears and heat rose in her cheeks. "How embarrassing."
"Not at al . Not with the right man. One who can envision the possibilities."
Kendal slid her tongue out along her lips.
"Slowly." Ed's blue eyes flared, his own tongue sweeping out across his own lips as slow as he wanted her to. "You missed it. Here. Let me." He leaned close and pressed both lips to her lower lip, sucking it in.
At his touch, Kendal 's heart skipped several beats then crashed against her ribs.
He nibbled at her lip and released it, a smile spreading across his face. "Your turn. Try something different."
Kendal dipped her fork into her food, dizzy from the last demonstration, but determined to pass this lesson with flying colors. She aimed to drop a little of the cheese sauce on her chest, but it wouldn't slip easily off her fork. With a little jerk, she tried flicking it. A glob of chicken and cheese jumped in the air and landed on her thigh, at the edge of her skirt hem and then the warm mixture slid down between her legs.
Her eyes widened, her breath hitching in her lungs.
"I'd say you're catching on quickly." Ed cleared his throat. "Al ow me." Eyelids lowered, he bent toward her.
Kendal 's legs parted automatical y, the anticipation of Ed licking the cheese sauce off her inner thigh more than she could have dreamed of so soon into the lesson.
"Look at you two, getting off to a roaring start without me." Lacey carried her plate into the room.
Ed straightened, a slow red burn rising up from the col ar of his black T-shirt.
Once again, Kendal could kil Lacey for even being in the same room.
"If you're not going to get that, let me." Lacey laid her plate on the coffee table and slid a finger over Kendal 's thigh, scooping the cheese from her leg.
She held it out to Ed.
Without a moment’s hesitation, the man sucked the finger into his mouth and licked it clean.
Kendal sat silent, stunned, turned on and furious al at once. If Lacey hadn't entered the room, Ed just might have licked that cheese off the inside of her thigh.
"Let Lacey show you the one where you drop something down your cleavage. A man goes wild for a woman's breasts." Ed turned to Lacey and nodded. "Do it."
Lacey took a forkful of cheese sauce and tipped it careful y.
Of course, the cheese slipped right off her fork and landed as pretty as you please in the cleavage between her breasts.
"Oops." She batted her eyes at Ed.
Kendal gripped her fork, ready to stick it into Lacey's leg.
"Perfect." Ed grinned. "If you and your guy are alone, you can ask him to help you out like this." He leaned close to Lacey.
Lacey tugged on the neckline, drawing it down low enough to display the trail of cheese sauce.
Kendal leaned forward to see what he was doing, half-jealous, and ful y excited.
Ed braced his hands on Lacey's rounded breasts and licked the cheese from between them, coming up smacking his lips. "See? Easy and the act gets a guy off like nothing you can begin to imagine."
"Let me try." Kendal dug her fork into her plate.
Scooting back on the couch, Ed shrugged. "No need. I think you have the hang of it."
"No, I want to get it right, and practice makes perfect," Kendal insisted. She swirled her fork around her plate, searching for the perfect combination of wet and cheesy sauce.
When she lifted the fork, the cheese dripped off before she could make it to the V of her shirt.
Instead, the glob landed on her nipple. "Great." She looked up at Ed and grimaced. "I can't even spil food right."
Ed's gaze zeroed in on the drop of cheese. He didn't respond to Kendal 's lament. The muscles in his neck worked several times before he cleared his throat and looked up. "No, baby, you got it right." He leaned over and sucked the cheese into his mouth, nipple and al through the thin fabric of her shirt.
Kendal 's back arched, pressing the breast closer to Ed, her breath hitching in her chest. Oh, yeah, she'd gotten it right. Her hands reached out for Ed's head to hold him closer.
Before Kendal could dig her fingers into his hair, Lacey giggled. "Kendal gets an A for effort on that lesson. Ready for dessert?"
Ed's mouth released Kendal 's nipple and he straightened. "Wel , done," he said, his voice rough.
"And yes, let's move on. I believe you brought dessert?"
The loss of his mouth’s warmth sent a pang straight through her core. Kendal could easily have shot Lacey right between the eyes. She'd been so close to...to...to what? Having Ed suck on her boob?
Okay, so he'd gone past kissing, that was a step in the right direction. But when would he take her to his bed and make love to her into the night? She wanted to move the lessons along a lot faster than Lacey had dictated. But she didn't want to appear to be easy. She was supposed to be learning al this to entice another man. Wel , in Ed's eyes. The added jealousy angle.
"Your guy wil definitely like the food on the boob trick."
Ed patted her back like a big brother patting his little sister. So much for jealousy. Kendal wanted to strip off her clothing and stand in front of Ed and say,
"Look at me! I'm a woman and I want you." She actual y reached for the buttons on her blouse when she glanced across at her friend.
Lacey shook her head. "Go get the dessert, we won't need bowls or spoons."
"For pudding?" Kendal tipped her head sideways.
"Trust me. We won't need them."
Ed grinned across at Lacey, sending another bolt of green-eyed envy through Kendal . Why couldn't he be that sexy and natural around her?
What was she doing wrong?
She trudged to the kitchen, returning with the pudding, spray can of whipped cream and the jar of maraschino cherries.
Lacey sat so close to Ed, she was practical y in his lap.
Kendal set down the dessert items with a thump on the table.
"Thanks, Kendal ." Ed stuck his finger into the banana pudding, dipped out a nice, big dol op and stuck it in his mouth. "Umm. That's perfect for what I had planned next. We're stepping up the pace on the lessons. We'l assume you are past the first few awkward, getting-to-know-you dates. I think you can get through the kissing and dinner. Remember to progress slowly. Men don't like a woman to come on to them too strong at first."
"Real y?" Kendal caught herself before snapping,
you could have fooled me
. She waited until Ed wasn't looking then glared at Lacey.
Lacey had the gal to wink at her.
"As I was saying," Ed continued. "We'l move right into the first bedroom contact."
Kendal plopped down on the couch next to Ed.
"Now, you're talking."
"You're ready for the next lesson?" Ed nodded toward the dessert. "A man likes it when a woman tastes sweet, no matter where he tastes her. Lacey, if you would, dip a finger into the pudding and stick it into your mouth."
"I've been dying for some of this." She dipped her finger into the pudding and poked it into her mouth.
"Hold it there and make it look like you're having an orgasm."
Lacey's eyelids drooped and she thrust her finger in and out of her mouth, moaning softly.
"Good. Very good." Ed watched her a moment longer then turned to Kendal . "Now, Kendal , dip your finger."
She did.
"Now put it in my mouth." Ed smiled. "Go ahead."
Kendal pressed the tip of her pudding-drenched finger into his mouth. At the same time, her own opened, her tongue sliding across her suddenly dry lips.
He sucked her finger into his mouth, tonguing the pudding with firm licks. When he had it cleaned, he pul ed back. "Dip again."
His blue eyes glowed with an intensity Kendal couldn't resist. She dipped her finger into the pudding and raised it to his lips.
He kept his mouth closed and shook his head, his body so tight already he couldn't imagine taking this lesson any farther. But he would.
"No." He guided her finger to the side of her neck and spread pudding down to the base of her throat where her pulse beat erratical y. His gut clenched, his penis throbbing painful y. She was aroused as much as he was.
"If a man is interested, he'l see this as an offering and accept, like this." He cupped the back of her neck, tugging at her hair, pul ing her head back to expose her throat and the long line of pudding. He licked the pudding from just below her chin, down the column of her neck to the base where he lingered, tonguing the pulse beneath her pale skin.
"I do believe you two have that one down."
Kendal ’s eyes narrowed.
Ed straightened. "Right. Lacey, your turn. Dip out some of the pudding."
She did and held out her finger.
Next to him, Kendal frowned, leaning into him, her gaze on Lacey's finger.
Ed guided Lacey's finger to her thigh and ran it from the inside of her knee to the hem of her dress.